Chapter 2: Destroying the Gate
It's a male cadaver.
Everyone present was surprised that the black snake was wrapped in a corpse.
However, what is even more surprising is that although the flesh and skin of this male corpse have long been decomposed, the robes on his body are as if they are brand new, and there is no sign of decay.
What was even more surprising was that the long black and silky hair was even more beautiful than that of a living person.
This extreme score difference is very weird.
It's winter, but the smell of decomposing corpses is still suffocating.
I covered my nose, not daring to take a closer look.
Looking at the appearance of the dried corpse, it doesn't look like a modern person at all, but more like an ancient.
I wondered, how could there be other corpses under my mother's coffin?
Dad jumped into the snake pit, looked at the dried corpse carefully, and muttered, "How can this be? β
Suddenly, my dad seemed to have discovered something.
"It's ......"
Dad dug through the soil a few times, reached out and pulled out a palm-sized, mushroom-like plant.
"It's Ganoderma lucidum!"
I don't know who called out, and it suddenly attracted a large number of onlookers.
The villagers began to talk about it, as if they had forgotten that there was such a thing as a dried corpse.
Dad handed the lingzhi to Zhang Cripple, who looked at it carefully and finally nodded.
"It's Ganoderma lucidum."
As soon as he said this, the surroundings suddenly exploded.
"Lingzhi seems to be quite valuable, right?"
"Maybe there's something in this pit."
Some of the daring villagers have even jumped into the snake pit and started digging.
"What for! Roll it onββ! β
The third master raised his breath and roared, which frightened the villagers in the snake pit to quickly climb out, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
The third master and my father carried the dried corpse out and asked me and my uncle to watch from the sidelines.
Then he called out a few middle-aged strong men, surrounded the snake pit, and began to dig.
After half an hour, no less than 100 Ganoderma lucidum trees were dug up!
The third master and the third master carefully inspected each Lingzhi, not as excited as the other villagers, and the faces of the father and the third master were serious and abnormal.
"Guosheng, what do you think?"
Dad was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"These lingzhi, I can't help it."
The third master nodded, and then announced to the surrounding villagers that he would burn all these lingzhi.
When this order came down, the villagers immediately quarreled.
Even I feel a little sorry.
"If you sell all these lingzhi, you should be able to make a lot of money, right? Can you eat it without selling it? β
Uncle gave me a blank look.
"Growing near a corpse, you dare to eat?"
I looked down at the dried corpses on the ground and shuddered.
Phew! When I didn't say!
Subsequently, the third master asked someone to bring a coffin, put the dried corpse in it, and put it in the ancestral hall at the east end of the village together with the coffin of the Lan family.
After the New Year, you have to find a new cemetery for burial.
The third master called his two sons, and we all called them Boss Lan and Boss Lan.
The third master specially told them that they must take Lingzhi out of the village and find a sunny place to burn it.
Although the villagers quarreled, no one dared to rebel against the patriarch's will.
Lan Lao Da and Lan Lao Er found a tricycle, loaded all the Lingzhi into the car and drove away.
The father and uncle also filled in all the pits.
I thought this was the end of the matter, but since the exhumation of the dried corpse and the return to the ancestral hall, rumors about my family have spread quickly.
Said that my house was targeted by evil spirits and was not clean.
What's even stranger is that every night when I go to bed, I dream of a strange man calling my name.
Blue Smoke Warm ...... Blue Smoke Warm ......
I wake up in a cold sweat every day.
What makes me even more anxious is that the closer I get to Chinese New Year's Eve, the more real my dreams become.
Every night, not only could I hear someone calling my name, but I also felt my body pressed against me, like a ghost pressing the bed, unable to move.
Blue Smoke Warm ......
The sound seemed to linger in my ears, and it was obviously a warm quilt, but I shivered with cold.
In my dream, a hand was caressing me and holding me.
I was conscious, but I just couldn't open my eyes.
"Finally found you, hehe......"
Early in the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I was awakened again by this voice.
I comforted myself that I was in Chinese New Year's Eve and that I should be happy.
However, at this moment, a shocking news suddenly came, which made the Chinese New Year's Eve, which should have been lively, suddenly fall into a dead silence.
In the ferry village next door, overnight, the whole village was wiped out!